[It isn't fair. Keith hates everything about this situation, about falling asleep at the controls, about being so damn weak when all he wants is to be strong. No amount of training can remove this weakness, however. Lifting weights or running miles won't make him magically sleep again. The paladins will know Shiro offers his name only out of pity, Keith is sure of it.
Maybe he wasn't cut out to be a paladin to begin with, like the garrison. Maybe he's just as replaceable here as the garrison.
Lance could pilot the red lion. ]
Don't tell them. [He repeats, though quieter, more distant.]
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Maybe he wasn't cut out to be a paladin to begin with, like the garrison. Maybe he's just as replaceable here as the garrison.
Lance could pilot the red lion. ]
Don't tell them. [He repeats, though quieter, more distant.]